Chapter 400
"Xiao Mo, have you broken through again?"
Elder Han He brought a variety of damaged weapons.
Some were broken blades from the Shenfeng Cave, while others were discarded from the forging academy. Li Mo lacked a deep understanding of the essence of these weapons.
Thus, his daily task was to reforge them.
"Observing the divine craftsmanship, it's rare to find a craftsman with such astonishing talent," Elder Zeng said, a mix of surprise and a hopeful smile on his face.
The reason divine craftsmen are so scarce is that those with exceptional cultivation talent usually focus solely on breaking through to higher realms. Who would waste their time forging weapons?
However, besides their extraordinary forging skills, a divine craftsman's own realm is equally crucial.
A divine weapon often contains the power of heaven and earth.
"Let's begin. With your newfound realm, today we'll see if you can forge a superior weapon from these materials."
"These are far more precious than iron essence; you must maximize the potential of the materials," Elder Han He added.
Li Mo nodded and, under the watchful eyes of the two elders, approached a pile of damaged weapons, selecting those with similar materials.
After about five days, would he be able to take the Extreme Weapon Body to the next level?
Although he still couldn't forge with the Hammer of Treasures for long, he now possessed the Law of Heaven and Earth.
Calming the surging thoughts, he began to reforge the broken weapons.
Heat the furnace, add oil, stir and hammer.
In one go, he reforged thirteen defective weapons, purging them of impurities.
Clang—
Holding the forty-pound hammer, Li Mo squinted as the crisp sound of metal rang out, sending sparks flying from the red-hot iron block on the ancestral anvil.
He activated the "Divine Treasure Hundred Refinements," hammering ten times in an instant, then exhaled a long breath of scorching air.
The chaotic energy of the Law of Heaven and Earth silently coiled around his arm. This process was slow, and Li Mo carefully experimented with applying this divine ability to his forging.
Up, down!
The hammer's shadow overlapped again!
But this time, there were only six distinct strikes.
"Wasn't Xiao Mo's forging method one breath for ten strikes?" Elder Han He squinted. "How is it that after breaking through, he seems to have regressed?"
"That doesn't seem right," Elder Zeng observed for a moment and said softly, "Haven't you noticed? Each of his strikes is stronger."
"You're right. Could it be that he's trying to master this newfound power?" Elder Han He’s words had barely left his lips when suddenly, the metal on the anvil erupted with a deafening crack, emitting a sound that made one’s teeth ache.
The once tightly-knit weapon blank now bore fine cracks.
This meant the weapon had been ruined.
"Still lacking control," Li Mo shook his head, but he was not discouraged. He began reforging the weapon again, adjusting himself in the process, waiting for the Law of Heaven and Earth to cool down before starting anew.
Reforging materials, hammering the weapon blank, starting from six strikes per breath.
Seven strikes.
Eight strikes.
Nine strikes.
Ten strikes!
Clang—
The continuous hammering sent sparks flying.
"It seems he's finally readjusted to the increased power."
"Indeed, just two attempts, and he's regained control of his body. Xiao Mo's physical talent and weapon-forging talent are truly rare finds."
The two elders' words of encouragement had yet to fade.
Boom—
Another heavy clang of metal echoed through the depths of the molten cave.
"Hmm?" Elder Han He and Elder Zeng were both taken aback.
How had his strength increased again?
This kid hadn’t broken through again, had he?
"A slight increase in the infusion of chaotic energy," Li Mo's right hand was now noticeably larger than an average person's, pulsing with even greater strength.
Indeed, he hadn’t fully unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth.
Instead, after improving his control, he had raised his power to a new level.
Time passed.
The two elders watching nearby were completely stunned.
A pile of completely ruined weapon blanks had accumulated.
Each time Li Mo regained control for ten strikes, he reached a new level.
The growth of his physique was a slow process.
What they felt now was akin to witnessing a seed just planted, rapidly taking root, sprouting, and bearing fruit.
Even stranger was—
"Why is only one of his arms getting stronger?"
Finally, in the cavern where day and night blurred, Li Mo seemed to hear the roar of blood and energy in his ears. He could clearly feel the violent power surging in that arm.
Unlike before.
This power was now truly his to wield.
"I'm at my limit."
"This state can't be maintained for too long."
Li Mo opened his eyes, his gaze reflecting the fiery glow of iron and flame.
"I only have one chance today."
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Chapter 443: Body Like a Divine Weapon, Forging Conference
Boom—
The hammer rose and fell.
The ancestral anvil remained unmoved, yet it emitted a joyful rumble.
One breath, eight strikes; one breath, nine strikes.
This time, Li Mo didn’t start from the sixth strike of the Hundred Refinements. After using the Law of Heaven and Earth multiple times, his body had reached its limit.
After a full sixty-four strikes.
He felt as if every pore in his body had opened, the strength in his robust right hand surging like a tidal wave, sweat mingling with blood.
As a mysterious weapon, the Star Hammer's power was now pushed to its limits, both strength and heat erupting forth.
Boom!
Flames shot into the sky, like a dazzling firework, as every inch of the weapon blank was refined to perfection, resembling the newborn sun rising on the anvil.
Not just the weapon he had just forged.
He himself was the same.
"Breathe."
Li Mo stood still, listening to the roar of the Star Hammer and the ancestral anvil. It felt as if he could hear more than before.
Not just the hammer and anvil.
But also the countless weapons born from this process, each with its own sharpness and killing intent, now sang in harmony towards him!
He had originally thought it would take at least five more days.
But under the enhancement of the Divine Treasure Hundred Refinements, its power had exceeded all expectations!
Extreme Weapon Body, perfected!
"This is what it feels like to be like a divine weapon."
Li Mo barely had time to savor the changes in his body when he suddenly realized he could no longer feel the temperature around him.
In fact, it felt a bit cool.
He was standing right next to the fire vein! If he felt cool here, just how hot was he now?
Elder Han He and Elder Zeng were just about to come over when they saw Li Mo take off running.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"To the cold pond to temper the weapon!"
Elder Han He glanced at the weapon on the anvil, momentarily stunned, then shouted, "You’re not even taking your weapon with you! What are you going to temper?"
"Oh, right, I forgot."
Li Mo quickly ran back, snatched the freshly forged, scalding weapon, and then with a splash, dove into the bottomless cold pond, a cloud of white steam rising.
"..."
"Ah, that feels good."
Soaking in the cold pond, Li Mo finally felt his body temperature drop.
Every meridian and acupoint seemed to have its own breath, and his muscles and bones were refined to a meticulous degree.
"Crack."
He casually picked up a piece of frost silver ore embedded in the pool wall, which had a faint frost pattern around it.
He grabbed it and crushed it instantly!
"With my current physique, standing still and letting someone hit me, even those at the same level wouldn’t be able to break my defense."
Li Mo sensed a bit more and found that not only was his body incredibly strong now.
But also, as soon as a thought crossed his mind, his body would react immediately.
In other words, he would no longer experience the following scenario:
Eyes: "I understand."
Brain: "I've learned."
Hand: "Pfft."
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"Now, using the Law of Heaven and Earth, it should involve more than just one part of my body."
"Too bad I can't try again today."
Li Mo held the freshly forged long sword and began to swim upward toward the surface of the cold pond.
Meanwhile, Elder Han He and Elder Zeng were still on the shore, staring at each other, both at a loss for words, especially since that kid hadn’t resurfaced yet.
So...
Where do you find a blacksmith who forges weapons while also refining himself and the weapons together?
Now, they finally understood what Li Mo meant that day—he was treating himself like a medicinal pill, and it turned out he really was that pill!
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